"Are everyone ready?"

"Yes, we were ready from the moment we received the order and we could set off at any time!"

"Okay, wait for the news and be ready to go out at any time!"

"yes!"

In the conference room, the middle-aged man in a suit stood up with a serious expression and walked outside. The woman in the windbreaker followed him silently and left the conference room.

"Mr. Ono, is our intelligence accurate?"

The middle-aged man called Mr. Ono said coldly: "This guy Fujiwara Akagi is getting more and more courageous, and his hands are getting deeper and longer. He is simply seeking death!"

The woman in the windbreaker had a two-point hesitation expression: "We have no evidence, and Fujiwara Akagi will not admit anything."

Ono's expression was cold: "It's about national security, I don't need evidence at all."

The woman in the windbreaker pursed her lips: "Let's go find him now?"

"Yeah, he will tell us everything!"

Ono's eyes flashed with a cold light: "If he doesn't want to die."

The two walked out of the gate and got on a Hummer. The Hummer rushed out of the military camp and headed towards the city.

Thirty minutes later, Hummer entered Daban City and then walked through the city to a villa in the rich area of ​​the West District.

The villa covers a wide area. In front of the huge iron gate are two men in black. They are wearing suits and dressed as bodyguards, looking vigilantly at the Hummer that opened to the door.

Ono got out of the car with the woman in the windbreaker and walked to the two bodyguards.

"Who are you looking for?"

Ono took out a document casually and opened it to the two of them, revealing the document unit above.

General Administration for Handling Special Events.

Akira Ono.

"I'll look for Fujiwara Akagi!"

The two bodyguards looked at each other, and before they could react, Akito Ono had already walked directly inside, obviously not taking the two bodyguards seriously.

The bodyguard on the left stepped a step and stood in front of Akito Ono: "This is the private realm, you..."

Before he could speak, Akisato Ono had already snorted coldly and waved his hand. The bodyguard blocking the road suddenly flew out, flew out two or three meters, then hit the wall heavily, then rebounded and fell back to the ground, curled up into a ball, and moaned in pain.

"Open the door!"

The remaining bodyguard looked frightened and did not dare to stop him anymore. He obediently opened the iron gate. After Akisato Ono and the others entered, he quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and reported the situation inside.

Akito Ono strode into the villa. In the room, a burly man was sitting on the sofa, squinting his eyes slightly, and looking at the two people walking in.

Akisato Ono walked straight to the man in his forties, staring at him coldly, as if he was two sharp awls.

"Fujiwara Akagi!"

Fujiwara Akagi stood up, raised his head slightly, and sneered: "I am Fujiwara Akagi. Who are you? I can sue you for trespassing into a private residence."

Akito Ono smiled coldly, his eyes still staring at Fujiwara Akagi like a hawk, his eyes full of unconcealed offensiveness and oppression.

The woman in the windbreaker glanced at Akito Ono and took out her ID: "Mr. Fujiwara, we are from the General Administration for Special Incident Handling. This is Akito Ono, and I am Rika Yamaguchi. We need you to cooperate with some things."

Fujiwara Akagi smiled, his expression slightly exaggerated: "People from the Special Affairs Office, why don't you stay in Tokyo? Why do you come to Daban to do? You even broke into my room. I have nothing to cooperate with with with this attitude."

Akito Ono stared at Fujiwara Akagi coldly: "Fujiwara Akagi, I only ask one question, you answered it, we can discuss everything, if we don't say it, the consequences will be very serious."

Fujiwara Akagi's pupils shrank slightly, but the smile on his face became more and more intense, but his smile became colder: "I have the right not to answer any of your questions."

Akito Ono seemed to have not heard Fujiwara Akagi's words, and took a step forward and stared at Fujiwara Akagi: "Where are those chemical weapons?"

Fujiwara Akagi's face showed a puzzled expression: "Chemical weapon, what is that?"

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!"

Ono Akito said a coldly, and suddenly pounced on Fujiwara Akagi, slapped at Fujiwara Akagi with a palm.

Fujiwara Akagi didn't expect the other party to attack with disagreement, and the attack was so fierce that he blocked his elbow in a hurry.

Fujiwara Akagi's body flew out directly, and hit the TV behind him with a bang. The huge TV screen was cracked and sunken.

Before Fujiwara Akagi stood up, Akisato Ono rushed over again, grabbed Fujiwara Akagi's shoulder with both hands, and suddenly knocked him towards the wall behind him.

"Bang!"

Amid the dull impact, a large hole collapsed directly into the cement brick wall, and bloodshot leaked from the corner of Fujiwara Akagi's mouth.

Akisato Ono's attack did not stop at all. He swung his backhand directly, and Fujiwara Akagi's strong and tall body was easily swung like a scarecrow without weight, and then hit the ground hard.

The tiles on the ground cracked and shattered in an instant, and countless cracks extended out in all directions.

Akito Ono stepped on Fujiwara Akagi's chest, and this kick made Fujiwara Akagi spurt out blood, obviously he was seriously injured.

At this time, there were rapid footsteps outside the door. Several burly men holding pistols and submachine guns heard the noise of fighting in the room and rushed towards the room.

Akisato Ono's eyes flashed with evil spirits, and he grabbed a ceramic cup on the coffee table with his right hand, and pinched it with both hands, and the ceramic water cup instantly shattered into countless pieces of broken porcelain.

Akisato Ono waved his hand and threw it away, and the broken porcelain pieces suddenly flew out of the air like bullets. The men who had just rushed into the door and had not had time to lift the gun were instantly thundering blood on their bodies, and they instantly fell, life and death were unknown.

Akito Ono didn't check the lives of those people at all. He turned his eyes and stared coldly at Fujiwara Akagi under his feet: "I know you are a master swordsman, but you don't have a knife in your hand now. You are the president of the Kikushima Society. Your social relationship is not dead in my place. I can kill you now without any punishment."

Akisato Ono squatted down slightly, his eyes becoming colder: "Do you believe it?"

Fujiwara Akagi's face was blushing as blood, and his eyes were full of anger and frightened. He didn't expect that the other party would attack him directly without explaining any procedures at all!

"You don't have the right to do this, you don't have any evidence..."

Akito Ono smiled coldly, walked away two steps, pulled out a shiny samurai sword from the knife holder on the wall next to it. The samurai sword slashed through the sky with a squeak, and then almost stopped on Fujiwara Akagi's neck.

"I never need evidence when doing things... I ask the last question, where are those things?"

Fujiwara Akagi felt the coldness of the samurai sword on his neck, and there were dense particles on his skin. He didn't dare to hold on anymore and shouted: "I don't know where they are, but they will hand over the things to my fleet for freight..."

PS:

I started to set off at 6 a.m. and didn't get home until 11 p.m. I was so tired that I was dying.
Chapter completed!